Home Again

I do not own sailor moon. A/N: I want this story to be the best it can be so ill be doing some major research. This chapter will be really short because of that I just wanted to update for you guys.

Usagi walked into her home taking off her shoes.

"Usagi, is that you?" her mother called out from the kitchen.

"Yeah it's me," Usagi answered. Her mother walked out from the kitchen, drying her hands on her apron.

"How was your day? I see you didn't get a detention today. Good girl!" her mother said while smiling.

"Today was fine. I'm going to go up to my room now, ok?"

"Ok, but are you sure you don't want to help me in the kitchen? I'm making cookies. You can even lick the spoon if you want."

"No thanks Mom. I'm kind of tired. Long day you know. I'm going to go take a nap," Usagi told her as she started to walk up the stairs to her bedroom.

"Ok . . . I'll wake you up when dinner is done." Usagi nodded her head, walked into her room, and shut her door. Ikuko made a silent prayer as she watches her daughter walk up those stairs. * Please just let this be a phase. I want my happy little girl back!* She glanced at her daughter's door one more time before walking back to the kitchen.

Rei was sitting on her floor packing her school bag for the next day when her phone rang. She got up and answered it.

"Hello? This is Rei."

"Hey Rei! It's me, Ami. I just got off the phone with my mom, and she thinks going to a new school would be great for me. I told her about Cross Rode High, and she said yes! She's going to called the principal and fax him my papers, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"That's great Ami! I hope we get all our classes together."

"Me too. Listen, I have to go now. See ya."

"See ya!" Rei said, hanging up. "This is just great! Ami and I are going to school together, just like before, but this time I hope things will be different," she said to herself as she continued packing her things.

( Mean while back at the Tsukino household)

Usagi was lying on her bed writing in something that looked like a dairy. Her room was almost completely dark except for the small lamp on her nightstand. There was a light knock on her door follow by her mother's voice

"Usagi, dinner is ready."

"Coming Mom." Usagi shut her book, put it back into the drawer it came from, and started walking down stairs.

As Usagi walked into the kitchen her family was already at the table waiting for her. Usagi sat down in her chair and begun to scoop up some rice she always ate at dinnertime because if she didn't then her parents would know that something was wrong. She sat in her chair quietly eating her rice and listening to her little brother's newest tall tale about whatever new super hero was cool now-a-days, and of her parents day. She stayed out of the conversations as much she could. Soon dinner was over, and her mother was passing out the cookies that she had made earlier. Her father and brother each grabbed one.

"Wow Mom, these are really good!" Shingo said.

"Yes, can you pack a few in my lunch tomorrow Hon?" Shingo quickly added a me too please.

"Sure" her mother said with a smile. She turned to Usagi and held out the plate of cookies. Usagi looked at the cookies and was fighting in her mind whether or not to take one, when finally one side won.

"No thanks Mom. I don't really feel like sweets tonight." Shingo and her father both stop eating their cookies and left their mouths hanging open.

"Mom, is the world ending? Usagi just said no to sweets?" Shingo said in a some what frighten voice

"Are you feeling ok sweetie?" her father asked.

"I'm fine, I'm just not very hungry tonight that's all. Can I go and take my shower now please?"

"Sure sweetie," her mother replied. Usagi got up and walked to the bathroom. "Shingo, why don't you go into the living room and play that new game we just bought you?"

"Ok Mom." He carried his plate into the kitchen, and then he went into the living room and started up his game.

"I think that something might be wrong with Usagi she is more distant, always wants to stay in her room, and she hasn't been eating much. What do you think it is?" Ikuko asked with a worried face to her husband "I don't know, maybe it's just a teenage phase? I'm sure its nothing worried about Dear. You know our Usagi. If something was really wrong she would tell us. Let's just try and give her some space to think about things, but if this behavior keeps up by the end of this month then you and I will talk with her, ok?"

"Ok I'm sure you are right"

"Now that this is discussion is over I'm going to go into the living room and relax for a bit. Thank you for a wonderful dinner Dear," Kenji said, walking over and giving his wife a peck on the lips. Once he was gone Ikuko's worried face was on her again. * I really hope you are right Kenji*Ikuko thought .

To be continued.